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Monthly Archives: August 2015

Between them, a shared pause, an active moment of passivity. A connection once thought strong, now merely flickering, taking its final breaths in the locking of eyes. Then it came, almost imperceptibly; a nod. In that moment, his heart, already splintered down the middle, broke in two. Disagreement mutated into that monster of irretrievable divorce.

Her gaze broke from his, and her face turned away. The smile that should have been his was dispensed to another. Lights went out as he dropped his glass. The shattering of his heart.